The Cuju Field in Linzi is still very satisfying. There is an oval sandy stadium in the center, a small ball cage with a wide body of six people, and a stand made of wood and stone around it. When there are competitions, there are not many people watching Cuju, and even civilians can enter the venue to participate in gambling. The Cuju team also needs popularity and colorful sounds, and the noble audience alone cannot support a lively game.

The stands are naturally divided into upper and lower levels. There are some private rooms similar to later generations on the stands where the nobles are located. The area where the civilians are located is simple sandy land. They can even sit on simple seats made of bluestones for fear of knee pain. There are also small foods such as Qi Guo meat snails in the field. Most of the civilians who can come here to see Cuju have some spare money and can sell a lot of them in a day.

Bai Dong also held a bamboo basket of Qiguo meat snails and sat in the private room of the noble area and tasted it with relish. Young Master Qi and Master Meng looked at him with surprise. There was basically no market for this kind of food in the noble area. Who could imagine that a nobleman was holding the meat snails and sucking them constantly, making a "squeaking" sound from time to time? Bai Zi was so talented, how could he fall in love with this tone? It was just like that person...

There is a very strange box in the box area, which is wrapped in thin white gauze on all sides, and there are waves of special fragrance of South China Sea agarwood that reveals itself from the inside. Every once in a while, there will be a sound of sucking meat snails. "Squeaking", which is much more rhythmic than Bai Dong. It can be seen that he is a master who often eats meat snails.

If you are familiar with this person's temperament, you will laugh secretly when you hear this voice. After all, you are also a famous businessman in our Qi State, and you are also a good man in the dream of countless women. What is wrong with eating? But you prefer to eat such low-cost food? And this hobby is also known. You drive in the market. Countless women throw the prepared meat snails into the car, including many old women. It is said that the most common time, a meat snail with one stone was thrown on the car. The reputation of the meat snails spread like wildfire from then on, and they still eat it like this?

"There is a star flow with solid and clean flow, and the ankle is hit hard without stopping. When there is no obstacle, it will be tampered with the hook. If there is a barrier, it will be left with the hook.

I will never give up and go my hand. But I am afraid that the appearance will not end. After all, I will start to get started. I hope you will strive for the first plan... It is so wonderful, so a "fixing when there is no obstacle, and leaving the hook where there is a barrier"? But in just a few dozen words, the wonders of Cuju are all explained. This Baizi must be a Cuju master, a jade man, and when Master Meng sent someone to send this 'poetry', he was sure that this new style was created by him?"

A young handsome man in white dress sat in the tent. Even though he was sitting, he still looked light and graceful. His two fingers holding the flesh snail were like transparent jade, without any carving, and it was a worldly masterpiece.

He smiled and turned around. His handsome face was not as good as jade, but like snow, but like snow on jade, with jade under the snow, with clear and delicate facial features. His eyes were like the brightest North Star in the night sky. When he looked at someone casually, the person who was seen would feel swept by two rays of inspiration, and would tremble from head to toe. This is not a beautiful man, nor is it a beauty. This is a beauty, the most beautiful and beautiful thing that has crossed the world of both sexes. The reason why the old couple who are in love with him is fallen in love with him!

He was also looking at a beautiful boy. He turned handsome and replied softly: "It was created by Bai Zi. It is said that after reading it, several masters praised the wonderfulness of this new style of poetry. They also said that when they start a generation of literary styles and do not compete with hundreds of schools, they will make the scholars of hundreds of schools deeply happy!"

"Well, this statement is true. This new style of poetry has the meaning of verse and verse, and it has a slight combination of the beauty of music. Look at the ending words "flowing", "rest", "hand", "head", "cup", "cup", "will all come from the same rhyme? This is much more rigorous than verse. Li Niang, you are a good at verse and verse, have you ever seen the mystery?"

A beautiful woman next to the beautiful boy nodded when he heard this, her gentle gaze flashed gently from the white-clothed scholar's face, and secretly filled him: "Mr. Xu said it right. As soon as the new poetry style came out, it combined the beauty of words and rhythm. It should be for the purpose of writing. Li Niang admired this Bai Zi very much."

"I didn't expect that such a person could be produced in the bitter and cold Qin State, but I wanted to see him. Well, I will meet him after the Cuju game to relieve your longing for you?"

"Oh, who is missing someone? But when Mr. Xu saw this poem, his handsome face turned dark red. If you say lovesickness, I'm afraid it's you?" The beautiful boy seemed a little restrained in front of Mr. Xu, but Li Niang joked without any scruples.

Mr. Xu was not angry, and took the "Cuju Xing" written on white silk and looked left and right, and suddenly laughed: "This poem is good but good, it's a bit of a pretty erotic spirit, as if it was written by a woman. Especially the last sentence, "I wish you to strive for the first batch" seems to be a daughter's thoughts, and it must be sprayed out. If it is changed to a man, it should be 'You are fighting for the first batch'. If this character is changed, the atmosphere will change drastically and the world will become a sea! Yu Lang'er, take the pen and give it to the Baizi after I change the word. See how he said it?" As he said, he chuckled, took the pen and changed the word, and Yu Lang'er took it out of the cage, and someone sent it to Gongzi Yinqi and Bai Dong. Bai Zi also came to see the Cuju match between him and Fan Jin, but Mr. Xu knew it.

The Cuju competition has begun now, and Bai Dong is watching with relish, secretly comparing the football matches in later generations. Meng Master took over the poem that Xu Gong had revised, and immediately smiled: "Bai Zi, Mr. Xu is laughing at you for being flirting. Haha, but I don't know that this is the funniest thing. Who in Linzi doesn't know his flirting?"

Bai Dong was very disappointed when watching the Cuju game. There were seven people on both sides. Except for the goalkeeper, there were twelve people fighting each other. Each player had good skills and could dazzle Cuju. Unfortunately, there was no position, no decent cooperation, and no coaches arranged tactics off the court. It was reliable to ride the ball like American football. Sometimes the collision was fierce, and more than a dozen people gathered together, and it was really a goal based on luck. This was also called a game?

"That meat snail Xu Gong said I'm so masturbating? Take it to me."

Bai Dong was not in the mood to watch such a low-level competition. After taking the poem Xu Gongxiu, he looked at it, but he was stunned. Is this person talented?

This poem is "Playing Ball Work" by the female poet Yu Xuanji of the Tang Dynasty. It was originally a poem about polo in the Tang Dynasty. He used it for a little modification and became a poem describing Cuju.

Although Yu Xuanji is an amazing talented woman, she is a woman after all. The last sentence "Wish you to strive for the first time" is not a spoiled man, but she really has a bit of a bad temper. It can be seen that her mind is not enough. Now Xu Gong changed "Wish you" to "June" and only moved one word. But suddenly the world is vast, and the world is invisibly raised the whole poem to a higher level. It is a good modification. This meat snail Xu Gong is not simple, he is considered a teacher of Yu Xuanji's one word.

When Master Meng and others saw Bai Dong nodding, they savored the revised "Cuju Xing" carefully, and they nodded one after another. While polishing the words, these contemporary scholars unknowingly accepted this new style of poetry. Master Meng has always been talented and has begun to frown and think about his own new style of poetry. Unfortunately, he has been used to the verse and composition for many years, and it is still difficult to write new poems for a while. Finally, he got a little clue. Suddenly, he heard Fan Jin shout "No!", and his thoughts were interrupted and he turned to glared at the business boy.

Fan Jin, who was not interested in literary affairs, has been in a state of nervousness. Less than a moment after the start of the game, his Cuju team had already lost five goals. There is no possibility of winning if it continues. The bet of ten thousand gold is nothing, but the face of Fanjia Trading Company cannot afford to lose.

Bai Dong looked at the field and shook his head slightly. The Fan family Cuju team is actually not much worse than the opponent. If those players find one and throw it into the Northern Song Dynasty, they are sure to be a powerful character like Gao Qiu. The reason why they lose to their opponent is that the players are generally not as strong as the Xu Gong team. Both sides use breaking through the siege as the main scoring method. When the skills are comparable, they will naturally have to fight for their bodies. If their bodies are not as good as the opponent, they will definitely lose.

"Is Bai Zi very insightful?"

Fan Jin was worried about his Cuju team and was in a very bad mood. When he saw Bai Dong still shaking his head, he was immediately angry.

"Haha, I dare not take it for you, but seeing Brother Fan lose to Mr. Xu is a little sorry for you and Cuju in Linzi."

Bai Dong shook his head and said, "Linzi has extraordinary skills, but unfortunately there is no structure. It's like a battlefield formation. If you don't talk about the war formation, how can you not defeat it?"

"Does Bai Zi have a way to win?"

"May I have a try. This Xu Gong pointed out that there is rouge in my poem. Although it makes sense, I am at a disadvantage. How can I not find a way to get back my face?" Bai Dong smiled and said, "If the competition can be suspended, let me communicate with your Cuju hands for a moment, or if I can win, then Xu Gong may not be. I just don't know what the rules of Cuju in Linzi are, can I pause?"

"Haha, there is no time-out rule in Linzi Cuju. It is that both sides can play for half an hour and win if the scorer is the one who scores more. However, Xu Gong has always been competitive. If Bai Zi dares to participate in the bet, he may agree. Is Bai Zi really sure?"

Because Qi was not good at that matter, he was more energetic than his peers. He loved everything from songs, songs, zithers and pianos, cocks and dogs and fights Cuju. At this moment, he heard that Bai Dong had a way to Cuju, which was even more excited than Fan Jin, the person involved. He knew Xu Gong very well and knew that this person was extremely competitive. If he heard Bai Dong's words of winning, he would definitely agree to suspend the game. He was also curious about what kind of magic means Bai Dong could have to reverse the game.

"Haha, you can bet on one bet. You send me a message to Mr. Xu for me. I bet on five thousand gold. If you win, don't want him to give the gold. Just turn it into food for me." Bai Dong smiled slightly. He had just carefully studied the strength of both sides. Although Mr. Xu's Cuju team is Brazil, Fan Jin's team is not a national football team. The strength of the two teams is very close. It would be strange if he still loses with his football experience of leading the era for more than two thousand years.

"Miaoji! If Bai Zi loses, you don't have to pay this five thousand gold, and the Fan Family Trading Company gives it." Fan Jin slapped his thigh and immediately ordered someone to notify Mr. Xu.

As the young master expected, Xu Gong agreed to Bai Dong's request almost without thinking, and actively extended the time for the game to two quarters of an hour.

"The Cuju competition is not a personal display of skills, but a group competition activity. But in you, I have not seen the unity as it should be. I only saw the personal performance, no cooperation, no position, how can I not lose! You, and you, if you are also in the Cuju technique, it is first-class. You two don't have to run back frequently. You just need to move in front of the opponent's cage, be responsible for scoring the ball, be responsible for the "forward position". It may be done? You two are responsible for wandering on the court, returning to your own cage at any time, and after grabbing Cuju from the opponent, you can randomly pull the opponent. If you have the chance, you have to pass the two forwards. If you stay under your feet for too long, it is a big mistake. Do you understand? You two are the ones who serve as guards..."

These are a group of 'players' who are skilled in the footwork, but they just lack the advanced thinking of a good coach and the 'court'. Now Bai Dong has broken through this window paper. With the ability of these Cuju players, he can quickly figure out the benefits of allocating positions. With clear position allocation and rules that each needs to be followed carefully, Bai Dong only needs to explain a few examples of clever cooperation, and immediately understands all the ways to cooperate, and even draws inferences from one example of one or another to come up with more ways to cooperate. Looking back on the previous scrambles of playing, Cuju players seemed to be enlightened, and they all suddenly realized and were impressed by Bai Zi. Fan Jin, who was listening to Bai Dong's tactics, was even more excited. Now he is full of confidence in this game and wants to add another 10,000 bet.

Two moments passed quickly, and when the Cuju hand of Fanjia Trading Company appeared on the court again, the situation was completely different. The Cuju hand of Xujia Trading Company always felt that the other party had twice as many people, and someone could always appear in a key position, attacking like mercury and venting the ground, and the rules were as solid as a rock. I had a skill, but I was tricked and kept over the rest of the game, but I was overtaken by Fanjia Trading Company three goals and lost inexplicably.

"Win!"

Fan Jin was overjoyed, waved his fists into the air a few times, and said to Bai Dong happily: "Brother Bai, it's fortunate that you have you." Everyone laughed. The legend of the young master of the Fan family lacking etiquette is indeed true. But he just won a game of Cuju and called Brother Bai. This is a great disrespect to Bai Zi.

Bai Dong didn't blame him, and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Next time, brother will give you a Cuju, it must be better than what you use now." After saying this, he was a little puzzled. He couldn't figure out why he was so friendly to this kid. Could it be that he was really destined to be?

"Bai Zi, Mr. Xu admires Bai Zi's talent and intends to invite Bai Zi to "Xu Yuan" to enjoy the bright moon together. Should Bai Zi refuse?"

The fragrance gusts of fragrance, and a beautiful woman walked over and looked at Bai Dong with a smile.

"Haha, since it's Li's mother, you can't go if you don't go. And Mr. Xu would like to invite you to "Xuyuan" to enjoy the moon. This is a treatment that only distinguished guests can get." The young master was very naughty and called Brother Bai with Fan Jin.

"Please tell Mr. Xu that Bai Dong will arrive tomorrow night."

I subconsciously looked up at the sky. Tomorrow is the full moon night. I don’t know how my mother and the bitter wine are doing? (To be continued...)

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